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Birds

Richie Rich

The Game

2000

me a hog
My bike worth fifty, Benz worth a hun'
Unrecouped, I do this rap shit for fun
Don't get it twisted, nigga, catch it cause it's real
Had

ignorant just like 50 Cent with his post
Niggas posting all online
So when you slide you under arrest
That nigga corny he a bitch
That nigga telling on his

that ass fed and i keep that ass fat
I keep on doing something cause you keep on coming back
I feel like 50 cent cause i keep getting the strap
That's

the price for all the things I tried to let you leave behind
Made a 5 off 50 cents made living hell feel like Dubai
She so damn fine I couldn't tell if it was

Yeah
Yeah
Still Jones
Uh
Uh
Uh
Loving you is pain loving you is pleasure
Loving you by any means I love with no measure
Your love is priceless it's

over now, you better kill me
Yeah I been selling dope to feed my babies
Feel me ain't no way in hell that
I'm a do this yearly so I'm a start it off
By

and the elevators ain't never fixed
They got my hood surrounded by the steel black fence
It's that to keep the crime out or keep it trapped in

Liquor stores on every

spray
Since tenth grade
Messed up in the membrane (Messed up in the membrane)
Memory's a jumbled jambalaya
Made from jungle, served by sensei
Since days

me and Jed
I'm pouring out the red
That some shit like 50 cent
I just made a thousand cents
You don't make no sense
Use your senses
I see you buildings

Miami nights 
Bad little B come here Why


Bro said Mally you good I said i'm sweet need my pockets on fat fat grande grande 
Never Petite I'm 50 cent in

fifty cents 	
Holding up the line why should I care?	
Stop turning red don't give me that stare	
If I'm standing in front you ain't going no where

next, learnin' all the theorems
Used to make music for my classmates
Couple months left, got me thinkin' it's like fast-paced

How come two weeks went by

my sleeve and this the ace of spade
Jeff Hardy and Matt Hardy with a twist of fate
Beat the beat and fuck it like up 50 shades of
Smoking cake look

instead of Using common sense
Cause apparently they matter to Make 50 cents
Ain't that fucked up
Cause it got me overworked
To rise higher up the ladder
Up

ride me like a Bentley
Shoot the shit till it's empty
Ain't a Killa don't temp me
100 clip filled with 50
Call the play up hold up something fishy
Public

dreams
To find a way out

Some do it 9-5 in their office in Hyde Park
You do it night to night by the corner close to the park
Staying hidden in the dark

the line when you the one that use to lead it
Judged by the cover could of took the time to read it
Been a hell of a season
50 every game this year
I finally

shock
She by my side I buy her expensive things a lot
I'm not 50 cent but many men not I
I stay getting high I like to keep her fly
I prefer you right

Trauma sensitizes the brain to pain
The cooccurrence between trauma and chronic pain is something like 50 per cent up to 80 per cent
So if you've had

know that you want my loot yeah
And I know that you wanna suit yea
And I know you don't like to lose yeah but it's just a part of The Game
Spent Fifty

dope
You fin' to lose when dope
Fiends cut ya fuckin throat
You see my shit is legit, so it's on
Cut a fifty cent slab
And tell that bitch to get gone

Obsessed, she's a mess 
But she's one of god's best
Invigorated with self hate
Banging inside her chest
Drowning in her emotions
Triggered by

Trolling
Yall niggas talking bout muhfucking 50 cent
Yea so what im A old head
Yall didnt know that this nigga the king of rap
He just aint fucking

Coming straight from the rock
Yo
You know where we been at
Neither nigga
We at the function all time
So pop
Pop off
On my 50 cent shit
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